Aug. 23rd, 2008

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Take the Hey Hey, Which Monkee Are You? Quiz.




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thanks to [livejournal.com profile] adeliedreams my desktop is now fixed. He sent me a patch. I try to use it. Microsoft tells me it can't verify me as a real user so do this alternative step. THis takes forever on dial up but i get my code. The patch takes an even longer forever but I get it and it says 'not applicable to your computer.' Whines. Slams head on desk. I don't reboot because it says it didn't use it.

Boot up this morning and my desktop is just fine. So I guess it DID use it. Stabs vista for their crappy operating system.

And Roy is having PMS. He was lying under the wagon meeping pitifully. He wanted me to come pick him up. I'm in my nightie so no. He won't come so I shut the door. I reopen it a minute later and he's there. He's been lying in the computer room bitching ever since. Of course he probably DOES feel bad since he has a belly full of worm medicine.
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Stupid gas. The same kind that you find in casinos and malls, you know it. IT's the one that makes you do things that in the cold light of day away from those establishments you can't fathom doing. Witness:

Roy has the rips. Now he has carefully examined the huge stacks of manga that I'm moving to Blood the Bookcase and given them a wide berth but the gas gets into his brain and he rips right INTO a stack. Granted it was the funniest thing I've seen in a while watching a cat disappear under an avalanche of books.

The rips don't leave Roy, two hours later after he's done killig his toy, he seems me going into the other room and races for the front door I know he's not thinking because he's not slowing and waiting for me to OPEN it. I'm pretty sure he concussed himself.

Then there's me. I spent the whole morning looking for the bacon mom gave me. It was this really good peppered stuff. I distinctly remember putting it away. I check the fridge, the freezer, the cooler. Call mom and ask her. She insists she gave it to me. I look more. Not there. Finally she yells at me to QUIT opening the fridge. But she doesn't understand I MUST find it. Suddenly it dawns on me as I move the big bag of salad bacon that we got at Sams and split. Mom...when you said you gave me bacon do yuo mean the salad stuff. Yes. Great, I've spent an hour looking for something that DOESN"T exist. (so why do I remember it?)

Then I know how to open Blood safely....only to realize he's upside down. As soon as I invert him a book shelf bites my finger hard.

And then I set my fingernail on fire while lighting incense but i'm blaming that on my sugar beginning to crash. These sugar pills are deliciously addictive.


And Body? Seriously it's only been HOT for three damn days. There is no need to shed your skin like a snake. it's gross and painful, knock it off.

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